This is a song about "Fucj the opps"

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga

I bring the heat like the

She acting all extra

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

The fiends supply the shady

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

The name of the game is

And i don't rely on no bitches

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

Just, gotta sit in a chair, opps i think i heard a tear, nope, it was just a bear